Death will become me a secret untold,
It's cold and dark deep with in me.
I' m dreding the day ware their is
numbness no more,and you'll be left
to wonder why-what for.
I can't be here anymore-this pain is unlike any before.
Words cant describe this storm inside,
an ocean of tears i sit and cry.
The demons with in are calling my name and i'll never be the same.
My souls been left to dance in the
rain-for there is no light left to gain.
As i sit and wait for the reaper to
come it will be my way of knowing
the devil has finally won.
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